Chapter 0184

“Come with me.” He extends his hand toward her.

Her gaze darts back to Zachary and me.

“Now.” His tone sharpens, leaving no room for argument. She moves to him. His eyes lock onto Zachary. “Do not let my sister leave your sight.”

“I have no intention of it.”

Alexander shuts the door just as Zachary’s warm breath ghosts across my cheek. His palms cup my backside. “Care to explain why you’re missing your pants?”

“It was the only strategy I could devise to keep Athena upstairs.”

“Is that so?” He sounds amused.

“Not for the reason you’re thinking. I needed her to examine my leg.”

“This leg.” His fingertips trace the perimeter of the wound. Sharp pricks of pain radiate outward, quickly replaced by electric jolts as his teeth gently scrape my earlobe.

“Zachary.” I whisper his name as his mouth travels down my neck. This was a terrible time for this, yet he made everything else vanish. It felt like only the two of us existed, nothing else held any importance.

His hands slide beneath my shirt. He palms my breasts firmly, his fingers teasing my nipples into hard peaks. He pinches them, drawing another moan from my throat.

He pulls the shirt over my head and turns me to face him. “On your knees.”

I drop immediately, ignoring the throb in my leg. He swiftly undoes his jeans, freeing his hardening length. He grips himself, rubbing the tip across my lips. I can’t resist flicking my tongue against it.

He growls, his cock twitching at the contact.

I look up at him, parting my lips wider. I take the head of his cock into my mouth.

He rocks his hips, sliding himself back and forth over my lips. My eyes remain locked on his.

He pushes a little deeper. My tongue swirls around his solid length.

“Fuck, Isabella.” He growls, his hand tangling in my hair. He thrusts into my mouth.

Drops of cum hit my tongue. I taste his saltiness, which carries a surprising hint of sweetness as it slides down my throat. When I don’t gag, it spurs him on. He fucks my mouth harder, hitting the back of my throat repeatedly until he fills it with his release.

His hand still in my hair, he pulls my head back. He wipes away any trace that escaped my lips.

“Open.” he commands. His dark eyes drop to my open, empty mouth. A smirk plays on his lips as he pulls me to my feet. His hand cups my sex before I’m fully standing. His fingers stroke over my soaked panties, pressing against the damp fabric.

“You’re drenched.” he murmurs against my ear. He pushes the fabric aside and slides a finger inside me. I fight back a moan until his lips crash onto mine. A second finger joins the first.

“Ohhh.”

His thumb circles my clit as his lips leave mine. He watches intently as my climax builds. Sweat trickles down my spine. I struggle to hold on.

My hands grip his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. Finally, the orgasm shatters through me.

Of all my past partners, none have ever made me come this hard except Zachary.

His fingers withdraw but continue to circle my throbbing clit.

“Tired?” he asks, amused, as I slump against him. “Because I’m far from finished.”

His cock is already hard against my leg. He pulls me onto the bed, positioning himself between my thighs.

His lips and teeth alternate between gentle bites and kisses, working their way down to my breasts.

He pauses just above my navel. “Are you still thinking about him?”

“What?” I push up on my elbows to stare at him. What was he talking about? Then it hits me. He felt what I felt when I saw Gabriel in human form.

I try to shove him off, but it’s useless. He doesn’t budge.

“I am your mate. I’m the one who makes you come so hard you drip all over me.”

“This was a test?!” I snap.

“You passed.” he mutters. I grab a pillow and smack him. He still doesn’t move.

“Get off me!” I snarl.

He stands up, glowering down at me.

“If you had bothered to ask, you’d know I felt pity for him. Not desire!”

“He was your mate once.”

“And he rejected me. He did this to me!” I jab a finger at my leg before limping across the room. I slam the bathroom door shut. Fury burns through me that he could ever think I’d want Gabriel.

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“Isabella?” His voice comes from the other side of the door.

“Just because you can read my mind doesn’t mean you understand anything. So fuck off.” My blood boils. I can’t believe he’d accuse me of that.

“I’m not leaving you alone.”

“Then stop fucking talking to me!”